SUMMARY: Goku gets really tired of Hazel
trying to seduce Sanzo, and decides to show him a thing or two. Trouble
is…Hazel actually likes it. Second in the series of crackfics for my challenge.
This one is for my Windy.

DISCLAIMER: I own not Saiyuki.
Minekura-sensei doth own it. I just borrow.

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"I
really, really don't like that guy," Goku muttered under his breath,
watching Hazel do his best to make an impression on Sanzo. The Bishop was
forever trying to get the priest's attention, to the point that it was almost
sickening. And it rubbed Goku the wrong way. He could feel his blood thrumming
in his veins at the show before him.

"Now,
Goku, you know he's harmless. Sanzo doesn't pay him any mind." Hakkai put
down his bag in the back of the jeep, not really paying him much attention. He
was too busy making sure that they were well-stocked for the next day's
journey. It would be nearly three days before they would reach another town
with suitable supplies, so they needed to be ready.

Deep
down, Goku knew Hakkai was right. Still, it bugged him to no end that Sanzo
didn't vehemently reject Hazel's advances like he did any one else. In fact, it
seemed that most times he let the touches slide, just like he did with Goku's
own. At that thought, Goku could feel the jealousy bubbling up inside his chest
and he had to resist the urge to walk over to knock the Bishop's lights out. "Fucking
bastard." His mumbled words drew Hakkai's attention back to him, offering
a grin to dissuade the man from asking questions. "You're probably right,
Hakkai. Maybe I'm just overreacting."

"Aww…is
the bean monkey jealous that Hazel's muscling in his territory? Maybe you
should go over there and show that fruitcake who's boss, eh?" Gojyo
taunted as he came around the corner with more shopping bags. It amused him how
flustered and angry Goku got when it came to the Western man, so it was his
duty to rile the monkey up as much as possible.

However,
neither man missed the almost predatory gleam that sparkled in Goku's large
eyes. Gojyo hadn't meant for that to happen. "Hey monkey…I was kidding.
Don't get yourself all in a tizzy about it."

Goku
didn't respond at first, before a rough shake of his shoulder from the redhead
jolted him back to reality. He blinked once, his eyes refocusing. "What?
Oh, yeah. I know." With one last glance towards where Sanzo and Hazel were
standing, he turned and started heading in the other direction. "I'm going
for a walk…I'll see you guys later." He didn't wait for a response from
either of them as he walked back into the town with his hands shoved into his
pockets. His thoughts were racing around, but there was one that kept surfacing
no matter what he did.

He
was going to show Hazel. Once and for all.

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Night
had fallen by the time Goku returned, earning him a familiar smack from the
monk with the fan and a gentle admonishment from Hakkai. Only Gojyo noticed the
disheveled appearance and the determination alight in Goku's eyes. He found
himself thanking his lucky stars that it wasn't him after Sanzo. The way Goku
looked right now was a little too close to his alter-ego, but he didn't say
anything. It wasn't any of his business. "Did you have a nice walk?"
he asked casually. He had to suppress a shudder when Goku turned to him with
that strange look in his eyes.

"Went
to train. Felt nice to stretch my muscles, you know?" Goku answered
vaguely, rolling his head on his shoulders and stretching languidly to
emphasize. He smirked when he noticed the monk looking at him, even more
pleased when he saw Hazel shift a little nervously. Good. He ate quickly, not
bothering to partake in in the usual banter with Gojyo and chose instead to
turn his attention to Hazel.

"Well,
isn't that nice? It seems to be a mighty fine night to do some trainin', Mister
Goku." Hazel tipped his wine glass back, that infuriating smirk of his
planted firmly on his face. It just made Goku want to hit him even more. "Such
stamina."

Goku
tried not to show the frustration he was feeling on his face, choosing instead
to fold his hands on the table and continue to stare at the other man. He could
feel two other pairs of eyes on him and when they shifted to Hazel. He supposed
it was like watching a sparring match, the tiniest of smirks arching his lips
upward. "Yeah, I guess. Well…I think I'm going to turn in. I'll see you
guys in the morning." Without another word, he got up from the table and
left the restaurant. Now, it was time to wait.

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He
waited until he saw the three other party members leave, his blood boiling when
he noticed Hazel dogging Sanzo again. He clenched his fist, waiting until he
saw the others and Gat disappear into the inn. Just as Hazel was about to
follow behind, Goku sprang from the tree and grabbed him, pinning him to the
wall. He smirked at the hiss of breath that escaped the Bishop before planting
a hand firmly around the silver-haired man's neck. "Hey there, Hazel."
He knew this was terribly out of character for him, but he'd had enough.

Hazel's
eyes widened fractionally, but the man didn't fight the grip the small demon
had on him. "Now, why are you behavin' like this? Mighty troublin' to see
you in such a state, Mister Goku," he drawled, smirking slightly. It
faltered when he saw those golden eyes waver, slit for a split second before
returning to normal.

Goku
pushed back, hard enough to knock Hazel's head against the wall. The sound was
satisfying, pressing the line of his body against the other's. "You need
to leave Sanzo the fuck alone." He growled at the memory of Hazel touching
Sanzo earlier, tightening his grip to show he meant business. "I don't
know who you think you are, but it better stop."

A
frown replaced the smirk, hands grabbing the wrist that held him so tightly. "Now
see here, I don't have the slightest idea what you're talkin' about, young'un.
I simply enjoy Mister Sanzo's company is all. I think you've got the wrong idea
about me." He didn't want to admit that a thrill ran through him at the
look his words produced. Blunt nails digging into the flesh of his neck
reminded him of the position he was in. He thought about calling Gat to get
this beast off of him, but his throat wouldn't cooperate.

Another
growl escaped Goku's lips, a hand trailing up Hazel's chest just hard enough to
hurt. "It's obvious you like Sanzo, but he's mine. You'd better keep your
filthy hands off of him. No one touches Sanzo," the boy purred
dangerously.

Hazel
couldn't help the buck of his hips at that, eyes widening further when he
realized that he was enjoying what the boy was doing to him. "Who says
Sanzo's yours? I certainly don't see your name on him anyplace." The grip
on his throat tightened, another hiss escaping him. Wow this kid was strong.

Goku
growled again, baring his teeth as he pressed harder into the man. He hated
that Hazel was right, that Sanzo wasn't officially his, but damn it if he was
going to let someone else have him. "We'll see about that." Leaning
closer to Hazel, he whispered, "Tell you what…you get through me, and you
can have Sanzo. Deal?" He flicked his tongue out, dragging it along the shell
of Hazel's ear and relishing in the shudder it produced. He had to admit that
it was heady, dominating the supposed holy man like this.

Hazel
had to bite back the moan the touch produced, his body trembling as Goku's
words sunk in. If he just endured this, Sanzo would be his. He couldn't very
well pass up an offer like that and it wasn't like the boy's touch was
unpleasant. Far from it, actually. All he had to do was close his eyes and
pretend it was the gorgeous blond priest who was touching him and he'd be okay.
"You got yourself a deal, young'un." No sooner did the words leave
his lips that he felt Goku flush against him, their bodies melding together.

Surprising
them both, Goku pressed his lips hungrily against Hazel's, hard enough to
bruise, as he swallowed the moan the action produced. If he just closed his
eyes, he could pretend that it was Sanzo he was pinning to the wall. He could
imagine that it was Sanzo's arousal he was smelling, and it was the blond's
cock pressing into the flesh of his thigh. "I'm not going to be gentle…"
he murmured against the other man's lips, rolling his hips and grunting when he
felt long legs wrap around his middle.

"I
wouldn't be expectin' yah to be, Goku." Another thrill shot through him at
the prospect, unable to deny that the demon boy looked exquisite like this.
Those heathen golden eyes were glittering and the flush stained his cheeks
nicely. He could feel the hum of Goku's energy dancing across his skin,
wondering if Sanzo knew what he was missing by denying the boy. His eyes
widened at that thought, shaking his head and frowning.

Goku
purred, biting down on the column of the silver-haired man's throat and earning
another groan. He could feel his animalistic instincts taking over, the need to
fuck and claim washing over him. He would show Hazel who was dominant enough to
claim Sanzo. His hands slithered up Hazel's back, picking up the ridiculous
robes that the man wore and gathering them at his hips. He was surprised to
find that the man had on a pair of jeans beneath, but he just hurriedly moved
them out of the way. He dipped his hand inside and took hold of Hazel's
erection, surprised that the man was so aroused. "You're dripping wet…"

Hazel
moaned at the feeling of Goku's warm hand on his aching length, resting his
head on the demon's shoulder and entangling his hands in unruly brunet locks.
How long had it been, anyway? He didn't really think about indulging base
needs, but he wasn't above it. "Just get on with it…" He felt that
hand beginning to tug, surprisingly gentle and enough to tantalize. The touch
was rhythmical and terribly arousing, as though Goku had done this before.

Goku
smirked, removing his hand from around Hazel's neck to force the man to look at
him. He pressed their lips together again, gentler this time, but with still
enough bite to let the man know who was calling the shots. He tugged harder,
wringing more sounds out of the man. His own arousal throbbed in response, and
he decided that he needed to fuck Hazel now. He let go of Hazel's cock to push
his own pants out of the way and to grab the lube that he stuffed in his back
pocket. Just because he hated the man didn't mean that he would go out of the
way to hurt him, not to mention the fact that it would probably hurt him as
well. He let his cock brush against Hazel's ass, coating his fingers generously
before reaching between them to stretch the other man. Practice, he reminded
himself, ignoring the niggling feeling of excitement that flared up in his
stomach.

Hazel
arched away from the wall at the intrusion, a whimper escaping from deep within
him as he felt his body open up to Goku's touch. He stared down into that
intent face, feeling the coils of arousal in his belly tightening further. He
never really noticed how truly striking the demon boy was, more so with his
hair plastered to his face in the heat of their liaison. He couldn't deny the
throb of approval that shook his body or how his body arched again when he felt
those digits probe that spot inside him that made him forget his own name.

Goku
hissed at the feeling of Hazel's muscles tensing in rhythm with his thrusts and
deemed him ready. Slathering a considerable amount of the lube onto his own
length, he hurried to push inside the other man. His eagerness surprised him,
but he decided it had something to do with how turned on he was. Once inside,
he moaned desperately into Hazel's shoulder and willed his hips to stay in one
spot. He couldn't understand why he was so intent on not hurting the man. He
should have wanted to fuck him senseless, to prove that he was the one who
could dominate Sanzo. Slowly, he began to thrust, smirking at the sounds the
silver-haired man made as he did.

Hazel
clutched at Goku as he thrust, his hips bucking in turn and responding eagerly.
So much strength packed into such a lithe body, he was heady knowing that he
was experiencing it. Vaguely, he wondered if Sanzo had ever experienced Goku
like this. He was almost thrilled that he may have been the first to witness
such passion. "Ah, Goku…" The name rolled off his tongue before he
could stop it, initiating a kiss for the first time. He moaned into the kiss,
seeking Goku's tongue out and sucking hard on it. He felt the shudder ripple
through the boy, smirking to himself.

Not
to be outdone, Goku snaked his free hand between their bodies to grasp Hazel's
weeping cock, stroking roughly and attempting to bring the other to climax. He
could feel the coil of heat winding in his own belly, desperate for release. It
would have just been too much to know that he made Hazel cum. A few more
well-placed flicks of his wrist and he felt Hazel's muscles clench around him.
Had he been that aroused? It didn't matter, feeling wet heat coat his hand and
the moan the orgasm produced.

Hazel's
eyes shot open when he came, shocking him. He hadn't expected to enjoy this
little experience. He had been trying to think of violet eyes and blond hair,
finding his mind filled with liquid gold and a feral smile. His body shuddered,
feeling the sudden warmth of Goku's own release coat his insides. Another moan
escaped him, practically clawing at the demon's shoulders and back.

Goku
buried himself deep in the other man as he released, a cry tearing itself from
his throat at the sensation. His knees gave out and he collapsed on the ground,
taking Hazel with him. The two of them lay in tangled heap, neither one able to
will themselves up. After a moment, Goku pressed a kiss to Hazel's temple and
pulled out of him as gently and quickly as possible. The sight of the man's
flushed skin was pleasing, to the point that Goku wouldn't have minded going
another round. Funny that he wasn't thinking of Sanzo at the moment, but rather
how stunning Hazel looked in the moonlight.

"Well…"
Hazel said after a moment, unsure of what else to say. "I reckon we better
head back to the inn. The other might be startin' to worry."

The
two of them silently collected themselves and headed back to the inn. Goku
brushed his hand against Hazel's own once they reached the door, but nothing
else was exchanged. It had been just a meaningless fuck, after all.

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Hakkai
immediately noticed that something had changed over the course of the night. It
wasn't just that Goku had come in late, or that he had very nearly slept
through breakfast, it was that the golden-eyed boy was watching Hazel with a
look of thinly veiled interest.

Add
that to the fact that Hazel wasn't bugging Sanzo anymore, much the monk's
obvious relief. Still, he noticed once or twice that Hazel took to watching
Goku instead of Sanzo. The two had exchanged glances more than once, but it
hadn't been more than that.

As
if reading his mind, he felt Gojyo's hand come down on his shoulder. "Whatever
it is, let it go. It's probably better that way." The redhead grinned cockily,
because he could easily tell what had happened. The monkey's plan had backfired
and it amused him to no end. What was Sanzo going to think when he found out
his monkey was jonsing for someone else?

Hakkai
blinked for a moment before he started to laugh, unable to control himself. "You're
probably right, Gojyo. I do know this…things have just gotten a lot more
interesting."